As the night stars epilepsy flame,
Is not needed in the world, I.
Although the heart hard as stone,
But still below the snake.
It saved me inspiration
From the petty vanities;
But from his soul salvation
And there is no happiness in the.
I pray for happiness, happened,
And painfully me happiness was,
As for the king's crown.
And all the dreams rejected, again
I was left alone -
How gloomy castle, empty